"Banxian! You are really a half immortal!" Qingpiyan saw the other party's fortune-telling skills, and couldn't help but kneel down on the ground with a "splash". "I'm sorry that the young man has no eyes to know Mount Tai! I'd also ask Banxian to calculate another fortune for the young man. My right eyelid kept beating these days, but I don't know what disaster will happen?"

Qingpi still understands the principle of twitching the left eye and twitching the right eye, but he just doesn't understand what disaster he has. I'm depressed about this these days, and suddenly I met a half-immortal, so of course I have to ask clearly.

"Well..." The old man Liu Da subconsciously glanced at his precious son to see if he wanted to take the lead in the exit.

This time, Liu Wenyang put his hands in his sleeves, his mouth closed and said nothing.

"The eyelids are pounding but there may not be any disaster. Let me take a look at your eyebrows first." Liu Da signaled the green skin to lean over and look closer.

As stated in the Book of Concubine－－

The eyebrows are lucky between thirty-one and thirty-four years old.

The eyes are the middle-aged luck of thirty-five to forty.

This green skin is thirty-two or three years old, and it should be subjective to eyebrows.

If your eyebrows are raised, you will often attract officials, but you will not be lucky, you will lose money, and you will be worried.

The eyebrows are thick and there is no high desire at the bottom.

Short eyebrows and poor brothers are powerless.

Those with thick eyebrows pressing on their eyes and no spirit have many officials and their wealth is not auspicious.

Sparse eyebrows are a loss of money.

The eyebrow's tail is flying upward, making you look tall and far. If the eyebrow is damaged and inauspicious, you can make your eyebrows evenly long and not messy, which is wealth, good fortune and longevity.

But seeing this green-skinned eyebrows, it was like an old mouse with hair loss, completely looking like a "money". According to the term, "the mouse has a purse with its eyebrows, and there is nowhere to escape from financial loss."

So Liu Da touched the goatee and said to the green skin directly: "From your face, you may lose money recently, but losing money will eliminate disasters, which can be considered a disaster for you!"

"Is it just a loss of money? There are no other major disasters?" Qingpi asked with some concern.

"This..." Liu Da was about to say "it shouldn't be there", but he saw Liu Wenyang beside him snatching again: "Maybe there is no major disaster, but it will take several days to eat in prison!"

"Ah, what? Go to prison?" Qingpi was stunned.

Dad Liu Da couldn't help looking at his son, not understanding why he was talking nonsense.

Liu Wenyang looked at the green skin with a smile, his eyes twitched slightly, and his eyes suddenly became much brighter. Then a layer of gloomy black air was shrouded on Qing skin's forehead, so he said, "I just saw you eating sugarcane, so I used 'Gan' to test you a word..." After that, he wrote the word "Gan" on the table with a layer of thin snow.

Then he said: "'Sweet' means sweetness. Now that you have tasted the sweetness, it is time to be bitter. As the saying goes, the sweetness comes after all, and the sweetness comes after all, so you get the word 'bit'; look at the shape of the word 'sweet', it's like a person locked on four walls, and there is nowhere to escape, you can get the word 'bail'. These two words together are 'bail'!"

As Liu Wenyang finished speaking, the green skin's face changed drastically. He slapped the table suddenly and said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense? How could I be in a hard prison? You liar! I don't believe your nonsense!"

Seeing that the green skin was furious, Liu Wenyang didn't care, and still looked at him with a smile, then shook his head and said, "You can forgive the evils you have done by heaven, but you can't survive if you have done by yourself!"

"What do you mean?"

"What does it mean? You could have been slow to stay in prison for a few days, and maybe you could have been able to spend the New Year at home. But now, you will be arrested immediately!"

"You bad fortune teller, you can talk nonsense anymore, let me see if I won't break your stall!" Qingpi was extremely furious.

Liu Wenyang looked at him and just turned his head to ask the people around him, "But I don't know when it's now?"

"It's almost the afternoon."

Liu Wenyang knew that Shen Shi was three o'clock in the afternoon, so he nodded and said to the Qingpi: "As soon as Shen Shi arrived, you will be arrested!"

"I'll catch you! I dare to tease me like this!" Qingpi was about to lift the stall, but suddenly there was a commotion. Then several yamen runners in soap lions came in. When they saw Qingpi, they shouted: "Hou San, where are you going today?! Catch him!"

Before the Qingpi could react, two yamen runners came up to tie him up directly.

Everyone around was stunned by the scene in front of him.

They were so shocked that Qingpi was caught, but Liu Wenyang's fortune-telling accuracy!

Accurate! It's really too accurate!

Especially when I was asked about Shichen just now, this calculation happened to be just the same as Shenshi, and it was exactly the same!

"It's so amazing!"

"It's really accurate!"

"Yes, Shin Shi was arrested, but he was actually arrested!"

...

People praised Liu Wenyang in a slight manner. Everyone admired Liu Wenyang.

The leader of the yamen runner was a mighty-looking bearded man. He was happy to catch people and was about to leave, but after hearing what the people around him said, he couldn't help but feel curious. So he reported to Liu Wenyang: "This Hou San is a habitual thief in the town. He wanted to catch him early in the morning to punish him, but he escaped repeatedly, so he thought that he would send more people to capture him after the New Year. He never thought that he would be able to catch him here today, but God gave him a great contribution! But I just heard that sir, you had already confirmed that he would be arrested today, but I don't know if it was true or false?"

Liu Wenyang was not polite and smiled and said, "This is indeed the case."

"Oh?" the bearded man was stunned, "but I don't know why you are so sure?"

Liu Wenyang smiled slightly, pointed to the word he had just tested on the table, and said, "You can read this word before talking about it!"

The beard and everyone looked at the word curiously, but they saw that the word "gan" originally written on the thin snow had a brush out of thin air. Coincidentally, the pen was standing in the center of the word "gan" and became a word "Shen"!

At this time, some of the onlookers had already realized that when Qingpi Hou San slapped the table, he knocked the brush off the word "gan", which turned into the current word "Shen". No wonder the young man said: "Heaven can still forgive evil, but he can't live if he commits evil."

There was another commotion in the crowd. This time it was not just a thumbs up, but a praise for the "living immortal"!

The bearded man was skeptical about this, but seeing that Liu Wenyang had a good conversation, especially his elegant temperament, he really looked like a "Dao Bone Fairy Style". In the intention of not harming more people, he clasped his fists and told his family: "I am Zhang Long, a county magistrate. No matter what, I will have the credit of my brothers who can catch this Hou San today. I would like to thank me for my brothers here!"

Liu Wenyang also politely reported the fist: "Liu Wenyang, I'm an idle person, set up a stall and tell fortunes with my father. If there is any use in the future, just open your mouth!"

OK, generous enough! Exciting enough!

Zhang Long couldn't help but look at Liu Wenyang again, feeling that this person is not as pedantic as an ordinary scholar, but instead has the generousness of a gangster and is very suitable for his own taste.

After the two exchanged a few greetings, Zhang Long escorted the prisoners and lined up the crowd to leave. Before leaving, he couldn't help but mutter: "Liu Wenyang? This name seems a bit familiar... Isn't it the scholar who was expelled from his fame by the predecessor of the county magistrate?!"

Not to mention Zhang Long’s worries, but to say that Liu Wenyang had delayed so long, he still had to continue his business quickly, so he recruited him and said, “I don’t know who the next one is?!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a large group of people surrounded him, "I'll do it!" "It's my turn!" "Banxian, calculate one for me!" "I want to see the picture!" "I also test the words!" "I want..."

For a moment, the Liu family stall was crowded, and the fortune teller surrounded it and it was so crowded that it was blocked!
Chapter completed!